Page 67 of Come Back to Me

I huff out a laugh. “Everything. She was sexy too.”

“And?”

“And, what? I couldn’t stop thinking about this damn movement or what I want for the instrumental soloist.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him it’s his fault but I don’t.

Because that would be dumb.

(And I’m not dumb.)

“She didn’t like you talking about music?”

“No, she did, but I don’t think spending the evening watching me draft the wind section of a symphony in a pocket notepad was high on her to-do list.” I tap my finger against my bottom lip. “I should apologize.”

“You should. Only polite.”

“You didn’t have a problem—” I blurt out. “Not that we were on a date or anything,” I stumble over just as quickly.

He shrugs. “You’re entertaining in your own way.”

Forehead furrowing, I ask, “Whatareyou doing here?”

He rubs his chin. “Had a bad feeling.”

“About?”

“Does it matter?”

“Yes, it kind of does—” I break off when my new favorite song comes on and squeal, “You have to dance with me. Right this second!”

His mouth opens, whether in rejection or agreement, I don’t know, but I’m busy prodding and pushing him out of the booth.

I’m well aware that he lets me. Cody’s no lightweight and he laughs as I take off in front of him, snagging a hold of his hand and dragging him to the dance floor.

As “Haunted” plays (so fitting considering our conversation), I entangle our fingers and move to the beat.

My eyes close as I shimmy against him, unaware of how suggestive I’m being as I let the music take over my soul.

Until his hand lands on my hip.

Until his fingers spread over the cutout there.

Until he uses his grip to jerk me closer into him.

My eyes pop open.

He’s there.

So close.

I can feel his breath brushing over my temple, and it sends shivers down my spine.

Blindly, I stare into those eyes that see everything.

For the first time, music doesn’t fill my mind.

His hand cups my nape as the track changes. When he presses my forehead against his chest and his chin rests atop my crown, the strangest urge fills me.

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